Mr. CEO Falls in Love with the Destitute Heiress

Everyone noticed Tang Yan whispering to the manager, so when the private room door was pushed open again, all eyes gathered at the entrance.

Seeing a woman push the door open and walk in, Jiang Wei's face instantly darkened, while the others looked on with amusement.

Song Qi was completely bewildered, even if he didn't like Jiang Wei, there was no need to infuriate her by bringing in another woman.

"Mr. Tang, it's my fault about today's matter, and I will take my job seriously from now on," Jin Mo said, ignoring the various looks and went straight to Tang Yan.

Tang Yan lifted his eyes, meeting Jin Mo's fearless gaze, different from the passionate eyes she had before.

"Beautiful lady, this is hardly the place for work discussions!"

The man with the bushy beard leaned on the couch, his shirt half unbuttoned, looking at Jin Mo with a teasing smile.

Jiang Wei turned her head to look at Tang Yan with an expression that suggested she had expected this; if it weren't for his consent, Jin Mo would not appear in such an upscale place.

"Is this your attitude for admitting your fault?" Tang Yan raised an eyebrow.

The onlookers' eyes brightened, it seemed that this girl had angered Young Master Tang, and now there would be a good show to watch.

Jin Mo took a deep breath, "Then how would Young Master Tang want it to be resolved?"

Tang Yan frowned; even now, she still held herself above others, exuding an air of arrogance.

He wanted to destroy that pride!

Tang Yan pushed the bottle on the table a bit, looking at her with the same haughty look.

The people in the private room, who frequented drinking venues, of course, understood Tang Yan's implication—that apologies were not simply spoken, but to finish this bottle of foreign liquor from the entrance and walk out—that would settle the matter.

Jin Mo never drank, but she knew if she refused, she wouldn't get the money from Tang Yan.

Jiang Wei stood up to smooth things over, "Tang Yan, let it go, Jin Mo is, after all, our schoolmate."

The name Jin Mo sounded very familiar, and it was then that Song Qi seriously sized up the woman in front of him, his eyes suddenly widening.

"She... is Jin Mo?" Song Qi extended his hand, pointing at Jin Mo, his face full of shock.

Back in junior high, he often saw Jin Mo pestering Tang Yan, that girl was arrogant and defiant, not putting anyone in her eyes, and even the school teachers could not handle her.

Jiang Wei purposely revealed Jin Mo's identity in public just to humiliate her.

"After the Jin Family went bankrupt, Jin Mo dropped out of school. For years she has been dodging debt collectors, trying hard to earn money and has had a hard time, don't make it difficult for her."

Jiang Wei's words appeared to be pleading on the surface, but in reality, she was giving Jin Mo a hard time by tearing open her wounds.

She wanted everyone present to see how the once Heavenly Beauty had fallen from grace, and how pitiful she looked!

Mr. Tang sat casually on the sofa, taking out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, and held it between his fingers.

Taking a deep inhale, smoke swirled around him; his whole demeanor exuding a lazy aura as he parted his lips slightly, "Does it have anything to do with me?"

Everyone knew Mr. Tang was cold and heartless.

His gaze towards everyone was always so indifferent and disdainful, but it was different when he looked at Jin Mo—there was a trace of hostility and anger.

Jiang Wei had an intuition that Tang Yan felt differently about Jin Mo, so she had to do something.

That remark from Tang Yan caused Jin Mo's heart to ache. She walked over to the table briskly, and under everyone's watchful eyes, she opened the bottle and tilted her head back to gulp it down.

The sharp taste made her furrow her brows, as her throat and esophagus felt as if they were scorched by fire, prompting a tear to fall.

From where he sat, Tang Yan had the perfect angle to see the tear slide from the corner of Jin Mo's eye and fall onto the table, where it splashed into a small flower.

"Mr. Tang, are you satisfied now?" Jin Mo put down the bottle, her voice trembling slightly.

At that moment, Jin Mo's complexion was flushed, her white dress under the dim light appeared both pure and tempting.